Jackson has put new meaning to that sweet song lyric: "the keeper of the Cheerios." Tonight when mom and I were giving him his nightly tag-team sponge bath, I noticed this little lump near the bottom rim of his Mehta cast.
At first, it sort of looked like an "outie" belly button, only lower and off-center.
Well . . . upon further inspection . . .
It was, in fact, a Cheerio.
The last time Jackson had Cheerios was when we were in Roanoke . . . last Friday.
So, our little stowaway has been there for nearly a week, just hanging out.
Something tells me it's going to be very interesting when this cast is removed for a few days in November.